Chapter Eighteen

Angeline’s POV

Wow, this school is massive! It was at least twice the size of Chambers High School with double the amount of students as well.

The atmosphere was different too. It was less… uptight? Tense? Carefree?

A clique of teens with animal ears and tails pinned to the back of their pants strut past me, in Chambers, this group would have never been allowed to exist. You were relentlessly harassed just for having the slightest minor differences, you were beaten down into conforming. One way or another.

What is this anomaly of a school?

I forgot that it was possible for communities to be different and open instead of single-minded and conventional.

I no longer held the same optimism that I did when I first started at Chambers. My enthusiasm to find new friends and make my senior year a true memorable experience is almost laughable now. I can’t believe how stupid I was then, how completely ignorant.